LOGINThe glass doors of Apex Corporate Tower slid open with a hushed whisper, admitting Elena into the cool, marble-floored lobby. At twenty-four, she was dressed to impress...and to fucking tempt...in a fitted black pencil skirt that clung to her rounded hips and ass like a second skin, a crisp white blouse unbuttoned just one button lower than strictly professional, and heels that made her legs look endless.
Her long dark hair was pinned up in a way that suggested it could come tumblinThey took turns sucking his veined cock.Charlie would fuck Jessica’s mouth with slow, deep strokes for a while, then pull out and feed his glistening cock to Claire. The two women leaned in closer, occasionally kissing each other around his shaft...their tongues sliding along his length together, licking and sucking from opposite sides. Saliva dripped down their chins as they worshipped him.“Good girls,” Charlie groaned, one hand resting on Jessica’s head, the other tangling in Claire’s hair. “Look at you two… sharing my cock so nicely...”Jessica moaned around him, taking him as deep as she could while Claire licked and sucked his balls. Then they switched again...Claire deepthroating him while Jessica lapped at the underside of his shaft.Charlie’s grip tightened in their hair as pleasure built.“Enough,” Charlie finally growled, his voice rough with need. He pulled his cock free from Claire’s mouth with a wet pop and stepped back slightly. “On
Charlie leaned back on the couch, chest still heaving from his orgasm, but his eyes never left the filthy sight between Jessica’s spread thighs. Claire was on her knees, face buried in Jessica’s freshly-fucked cunt, sucking and licking his cum out with shameless hunger. The wet, slurping sounds and Claire’s satisfied moans sent fresh blood rushing to his cock.It didn’t take long.His thick shaft, still glistening with Jessica’s juices and the remnants of his load, began to twitch and swell again. Within moments, he was rock-hard once more, standing proud and heavy against his stomach as he watched his ex-wife devour his secretary.“Fuck… both of you...,” he muttered with fresh lust, one hand lazily stroked his renewed erection as he enjoyed the show.Claire finally pulled back, lips shiny with a mixture of cum and Jessica’s arousal. She looked up at Jessica with a wicked grin, then glanced over at Charlie’s hardening cock.“Seems like someone approves,
Claire Richmond... Charlie’s ex-wife, leaned casually against the doorframe, looking every bit the polished socialite in a sleek black dress. Her lips curved into a cool, amused smile as she watched them. Jessica’s eyes widened in pure panic as she tried to scramble off Charlie’s lap, her body jolting backward. But Charlie’s strong hands grabbed her hips, holding her firmly in place. He continued to thrust up harder, burying his cock even deeper inside her with a low, possessive growl. “Stay right there,” he ordered Jessica, as he continued pumping into her from below...slow, deep strokes that made her whimper helplessly. Claire let out a soft, mocking laugh, twirling the keys around her finger. “What the fuck are you doing here, Claire?” Charlie demanded, not missing a single thrust. His eyes were cold, but his cock remained rock-hard inside Jessica. Claire walked a few steps closer, hips swaying. “I ca
Chapter 4 Charlie pulled out of her slowly, his thick cock glistening with her arousal. Jessica whimpered at the sudden emptiness, her body trembling from the relentless pleasure.“Get up,” he ordered, taking the divorce papers from her hand. “We’re not done yet.”He gripped her arm firmly and led her across the spacious office toward the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the glittering city skyline. Night had fully fallen, and the streets below were alive with moving lights...cars, pedestrians, and distant glowing billboards. The glass was cool against her heated skin as he pressed her front against it.“Hands on the glass,” he commanded. “Keep your legs spread for me.”Jessica obeyed, placing her palms on the window, her heavy breasts and hard nipples pressing against the cold surface. Anyone looking up from the right floor in the opposite building might see her naked except for stockings and heels, getting fucked by her boss.
Chapter 3Jessica’s voice shook as she tried to continue reading, her fingers gripping the divorce papers so tightly the edges crumpled.“‘Section 8… regarding spousal support… the petitioner… demands...’”Charlie growled against her ass, his tongue plunging deeper into her tight hole. He ate her with filthy, greedy strokes, long licks, wet circles, and possessive sucks that made her knees buckle. His strong hands kept her cheeks spread wide, completely exposing her as he devoured her most private place.Her words dissolved into a broken moan.“Keep reading, Jessica,” he ordered harshly, pulling back just enough to slap her ass hard. The sharp sound echoed through the office. “Don’t you dare stop.”She gasped, forcing her eyes back to the paper.“‘…demands two hundred and fifty thousand dollars annually… for a period of ten years… due to emotional… ahh...yesssss.... distress...’”Charlie moved lower. His tongue dragged down to
Chapter 2 Jessica’s breath trembled at his question. For a long moment, she said nothing, her dark eyes locked on his. The tension in the air thickened, heavy and electric. “Yes, Mr. Richmond,” she finally whispered, her voice barely above a breath. “I wore it for you.” Charlie’s eyes darkened with raw satisfaction. His hand, still resting on her waist, tightened possessively, fingers digging into the silk. He could feel the heat radiating from her body. Without another word, he slowly slid his other hand down her side, tracing the curve of her hip before slipping beneath the hem of her tight pencil skirt. His palm glided up her smooth thigh, pushing the fabric higher as he went. Jessica’s legs parted just slightly... instinctively... as his fingers reached the warm, soft skin above the lace tops of her stockings. He moved higher. When his fingertips brushed against the thin, soaked fabric of her panties
Sarah’s fingers gripped the edge of the desk tighter, her breasts pressed flat against the scattered papers, nipples hard against the cool ink. Mark’s mouth was relentless between her thighs—tongue dragging slowly through her soaked folds, sucking noisily on her dripping pussy like he couldn’t get e
Sarah pulled into the parking lot outside Barrister Mark Thompson’s office building at 6:54 PM, her hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly her knuckles paled. Her heart hammered against her ribs. She checked her reflection in the rearview mirror—cheeks flushed deep pink, pupils blown wide, lip
Sarah's phone buzzed softly on the nightstand. It was probably a reply from Mark. She didn’t reach for it. Instead she stayed there, breathing slow, pussy still tender and wet, caught between the anger and the unwanted heat the memory had stirred up all over again. Sarah lay there for another long
Sarah was so fucking horny...She was literally dripping into her already soaking panties. She slammed the front door shut and kicked off her heels, the sound sharp in the quiet house. Her skin felt too fucking tight with need pooling between her legs. She’d been wet for hours, the ache building t







